SOLUME

Here is a free pdf of xanathars guide to everything

Here is a free pdf to monsters manual

Here is a free pdf to tashas cauldron of everything

Here is a free pdf to dungeon master’s guide

Here is a free pdf to volo’s guide to monsters

Here is a free pdf of mordenkainen’s tomb of foes

with that context, I would like to provide some unsolicited advice to my fellow disabled people (particularly newly disabled people):

if it's something you absolutely have to do, as in there will be worse consequences for not doing the thing than doing it, try learning strategies for doing it disabledly. chop your vegetables sitting down. buy a tray to prevent spillage when you eat in bed. do your cleaning in 2 minute slots instead of all at once. you don't need permission to deviate from the Normal Way Of Things

corollary to the first point: if there are no (or very small) consequences for not doing the thing, and you don't want to do it, just don't. it's literally fine. I vacuum once in a blue moon and the lord is yet to come down and smite me for it

get okay with half-assing things. or even quarter-assing. or one eighth. etc etc. if something needs to be done, it can be done poorly. the world is not going to end if you get things done shittily (within reason, and within the bounds of what is physically safe)

learn to treat your body like a valuable source of data. try and pay attention to the signals it gives you, and the trends in when those signals arise. don't push yourself for the sake of it. they don't hand out medals for Most Energy Expended Doing The Task, and they never will. if your body is telling you to sit down, do that.

for the love of god learn how to ask for help, unlearn the shame of needing help, and figure out how to accept help without beating yourself up about it. independence is not inherently a virtue and you don't have to struggle alone

You were spacing out and skipping a step somewhere without realising it, and you can’t reproduce it when you try to demonstrate it because now you’re paying attention to what you’re doing

It’s an intermittent electrical connection fault that’s being aggravated by movement/vibrations in your desk; you need to check your cables

The act of explaining the problem to someone caused you to figure out what you were doing wrong

The real cause of the problem was somewhere upstream of your terminal device – for example, at the network service provider – and it got fixed at the source while you were waiting

Your computer is in a location with poor airflow and is overheating; waiting for the technician to arrive gave it a chance to cool off

Despite all appearances to the contrary, modern computers actually have very good fault recovery, and most minor problems will sort themselves out on their own if you give it a minute

They’re both absolute disasters. They built a tea corner right next to all their sockets and cables. Neither has ever looked at a safety manual in their life. Their collective self-preservation level is negative five. They can whip up the most complex, groundbreaking invention in ridiculously little time, but the moment they turn it on, it’s either exploding, on fire, or seconds away from both. Heimerdinger wasn’t their supervisor, he was their babysitter. It’s a MIRACLE they didn’t accidentally kill themselves between act 1 and 2 of s1. I mean, guys, it’s canon that Viktor once said “imma do illegal experiments now”, and all Jayce did in response was say “whatever makes you happy pookie 🥰” and make sure the Council wouldn’t ban it.

Penelope sings waiting 8 times for 20 seconds representing the 8 sagas and 20 years she waited for Odysseus to come back to her

The door opens and Telemachus jolts, turning to see a man standing in the doorway behind him. He lunges forward, but the man grabs his wrist and shoulder, disarming him and bringing him to the ground. He closes his eyes, bracing himself and feeling a burn in his throat. He failed. He can’t protect her. He-

Suddenly there are gentle hands on his face. A soothing voice replacing the cacophony that the prince realizes had never existed. He looks into his father’s eyes with shame, blinking back tears as the king gently takes him into his arms. Odysseus promises his son that he’s safe, brings him back to rest beside him and Penelope, and lets him have just a few hours of peace before it happens again.

He’s home!!!